Quiet One

You're standing very quiet and to yourself Though I'm not sure how. You're surrounded by lines of busy, pushing people, All trying to check- out and make purchases. You are now looking off into space, Appearing helpless as your little baby cries ad screams. But you stand there, As if you're all alone in a sea of people With the weight of the world pushing you down.

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